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“…Sazanamitachi wa, ima mo~, tsuzuku keredo, anata no shigusa, anata no koe wo~, hitotsu hitotsu omoidashite mireba…”
Nerine’s voice echoed off the bathroom walls as she soaked in the large onsen of her house. Her father had ordered this built of course, a man who frequently enjoyed the antique style of his household.
She stood up, grabbing the towel lying next to her and wrapping it around her slim yet busty figure. Her singing had transformed into humming from the bath to the stool, continuing the same song Lycrosis had passed to her.
There was something different her voice, in the tone of her lyrics. Even her face glowed in the dankness of the onsen, and the smile that told everyone it was not just from the heat of the water or the steam that rose from it. She took extreme care to cleanse every surface of her body with the washcloth in her hand, never once stopping her humming or her smiling.
“Rin-chan!” An elegant voice called out to her from the other side of the door. At that moment she stopped humming, the pail of rinsing water tipped precariously towards her naked body.
“Just a second, father!” She called back, quickly pouring the water over her body. Hurriedly she grabbed her towel and rushed to the changing room.
Like any good father, Forbesii knew his daughter all too well. It would take her no more then a couple minutes to move from the washroom to the bedroom, and over half an hour to get ready for the night.
“Going for the conservative look tonight, eh Rin-chan?” Forbesii said, rubbing his chin as he examined his daughter. Her skirt was longer than usual, although still small enough to show half of her thigh. But she dressed accordingly to the cool summer day otherwise, wearing a tight, long sleeve shirt with a plunging neckline.
“Do…do you think Rin-sama will like it?” She asked sheepishly, shifting her shoulders at the thought of her beloved.
Forbesii laughed, wrapping his arm around her shoulder and leading her down into the kitchen, “Don’t be silly Rin-chan! Any man would be so lucky to be at your side tonight. Why I myself am even a little jealous at Rin-dono, of course the thought of you two finally engaged makes these old bones happy.”
Hiding her blushing face and smile from him, she whispered “No, it’s me who is lucky.”
It couldn’t be helped that her thoughts immediately turned to that event months ago. Even the mentioning of his name brought out such intense feelings from within her. Although she loved Sia and the others with all her heart, it was a constant struggle with them for his attention and love, and much to her surprise, she herself had won his heart.
The engagement was final, although they had yet to pick a date. For the time being they enjoyed their youth and their spring, simply enjoying each other’s company and the company of their friends, their family.
But tonight was special. Tonight she was going to make it special for her and Rin, something that would make the both of them happy in one way or another. Tonight…
“Tonight I’m going to cook a meal for Rin-sama!” She yelled with enthusiasm, clenching her fists and holding them out in front of her.
“Rin-chan please don’t move around so much, I can’t tie this apron correctly.”
Father and daughter stood side-by-side at the stovetop, Nerine’s apron frilling at her legs, Forbesii’s a more simpler and practical design. With open ears she listened to every word he told her from boiling water to grilling the fish. Nerine had planned a simple dinner to suit her cooking talents more thoroughly. Even if it was for Rin, cooking became a daunting task for her to complete. She had protested, of course, exclaiming that “Rin-sama should eat the finest meals”, but became distraught when she tried to actually cook an exquisite meal. Thankfully, her father was always sympathetic to her feelings when he wasn’t trying to embarrass her and in a short week had taught her how to create a meal that was simplistic yet rich and fulfilling at the same time. Besides, no meal tastes better then when the one you love makes it.
* * *
Rin stood outside Nerine’s house, dressed casually as Nerine had asked him over the phone. He knew that she had planned to make him dinner tonight and felt bad that he had let her talk him into dressing down. Still, he loved her and didn’t want to do the slightest thing to upset her, especially knowing how quick she is to cry.
But it was odd. He had been engaged to her for over two months, dating her for almost three time that. He knew Forbesii well enough, a well-to-do man who loved only one thing more than his daughter, and that was embarrassing her. Rin was perfectly comfortable around the both of them, together or seperately. Yet he felt a churning in his stomach that he could not silence. Gathering his composure, he knocked on the door.
“Coming!” He could recognize Nerine’s voice anywhere as he anxiously awaited her footsteps and her beautiful face. His patience was rewarded.
“Come in Rin-sama, dinner will still be a while so you can just relax in the dining room,” Nerine told him, holding the door open. Rin accepted her invitation happily, taking note of her extravagant apron that had an adorable smear of soy sauce running down her chest. As he begun to slip off his shoes, he felt her pull at his sleeve, bringing him closer to her face, “One second Rin-sama.” And as quickly as she said that she kissed his cheek. Blushing only made her blush more than what she already was, quickly turning away from him and disappearing down the long hallway.
After regaining his composure he joined her in the kitchen, noticing something odd about the surrounding area.
“Where’s Forbesii-sama?” He asked.
Nerine peeked from behind her shoulder that moved from her rotating arm, “He left to grab some groceries some time ago. We were low on a few items and he knew you were going to be here soon, so he left. He should be back soon though.”
“Sounds good to me,” Rin said, walking over to the kitchen counter and looking at Nerine across the countertop, “What are you making?”
“Miso soup,” she said before bringing a small dish to her mouth and tasting it, “It’s almost ready so we can have a quick bite before father gets home.”
Several minutes passed by silently, Rin’s eyes focused on Nerine and Nerine’s eyes trying desperately in vain to keep them on her cooking. Finally the silence became too much for Nerine, “Um…Rin-sama, what are you looking at?”
This flustered Rin, as he reeled back with a red face, “N-N-Nothing really! Just…well…I was kinda just enjoying watching you cook.”
Not much more could have made Nerine happier than those words, as she smiled sweetly at him. Pouring another dish of miso, she beckoned Rin over with her free hand.
Standing next to her, Rin lowered his head slightly so Nerine could pour without worry of spill. “It’s delicious!”
Nerine giggled, “Thank you Rin-sama. I don’t want to sound desperate for your praise…but I worked hard to improve my cooking for you. I really hope you enjoy tonight.”
Nerine turned back to her cooking, and felt her heart beat faster than it ever had as Rin wrapped his arms around her.
“All your cooking is delicious Rin-chan, I’m sure tonight is going to be a wonderful dinner.”
With one hand she gently placed it over Rin’s left hand, continuing to stir the soup in front of her, “Oh Rin-sama...”
They had been dating for months now, it wasn’t odd for him to hug her. As a matter of fact, Nerine loved more than anything was kissing him. And she was perfectly content with just being near him.
So why had her heart yet to slow down?
She didn’t complain that Rin didn’t let go of her, she secretly wished that he would hold her like this through the rest of the night.
That brought an interesting question. What were they going to do the rest of the night? She had planned the dinner out perfectly, but she could only stretch that out to an hour, maybe an hour and a half. The whole night was still ahead of them. They could, after dinner, they could after dinner…after dinner…
Why was she cooking again?
“Had Nerine always smell this good?” Rin thought to himself. Subconsciously his hands began to caress her stomach in a circle. Wafts of her perfume and natural scent tickled not only nose but all of his senses. Her hair had fallen in his face, so he brushed it away. Her large, elven ears had made it difficult to hold her like this in the past, but now it was no bother, he even enjoyed having the soft, gentle touch of them against his cheek. But it was funny tonight. It looked no different than ever, but something was different about it. Maybe this was where that addicting smell was coming from he thought, placing his nose in the middle of the ear and breathing in.
All pangs of hunger had faded from Nerine’s stomach. Rin’s hands had massaged them out of her, but now, more than anything, she wanted him to touch her more. Turning down the flame underneath the pot, she pushed her hips into his and gripped his hands with her own.
Rin couldn’t contain himself. Her hips against his had awoken primal urges down below, and his hands had become the uncontrollable, gripping at her apron underneath the buxom chest, lifting it up so his other hand could feel the soft silk of her stomach. And that odor.
“You smell good tonight Nerine…” he whispered in his ears. Everything he was doing was happening on instinct, she DID smell good and he wanted to tell her.
Now Nerine’s heart had not only increased, her breathing had too. Her fingers entangled his as they tickled her stomach, “It’s…it’s a new kind…that I just bought…at…at…at the AH!” She yelped suddenly, Rin having fallen in love with those beautiful ears of hers and blowing into them gently.
Nerine knew what she wanted now. The queasiness of her stomach that had silenced her desire for sustenance had traveled below her waist, welling up in her secret regions and running down her thighs. Rin’s nose began to outline her ear fiercer than before, his staggered breathing tickling every nerve that she had. This only caused Nerine to breathe deeper, gasping with each breath he blew out.
Her hand protested when his pulled away, wanting to keep it there. Instead she let it run its course up her body, ever-so-gently touching the side of her chest. It stopped on her face, gently cradling it so that she could let herself fall into his embrace. She felt his nose run one final lap around her ear, then up the side of her cheekbone. Then his tongue dashed into her ear.
“Nyaaaaa!” she yelled. That only made Rin want her more, his gentle touch on her stomach forcing her into his hips. Nerine could feel the erect mass in his pelvis, she could feel it furiously rubbing against the cheeks of her butt and down the crevice that ran to her front. She ground her hips into his, wanting to feel more of his erect being.
Rin bit down softly on her ear, which instigated another loud moan. With each breath she took, each sound she made made his desire for her grow. When her hips pushed, he pushed back. The hand that was still on her stomach was going insane, wrapping it around her waist, gripping her apron and skirt, when would he know to let his carnal desires for her be fulfilled.
Nerine’s head pulled away from Rin’s face, her heavy breathing reduced to exhausted panting. “If this is how my stomach and ear feels…then…”.
She let her carnal desires for him take over, taking both of her hands to guide his one down her waistline, underneath the loop of her skirt, underneath the belt line of her panties.
Now was the time. Now was to let your desires run loose to this woman, when she had expressed a need to do the same. Nerine’s hips pulled away from him as his fingers walked her body, brushing away the delicately trimmed bikini line, and over the lips of her awaiting body.
Nerine screamed again as his fingers ran over the opening of her vagina. Her heels launched her upwards away from Rin, but she so desired to go back. Once she had established her footing she turned her head towards Rin and wrapped an arm around his head, locking his lips in a deep kiss.
His tongue embraced hers, pulling away only to be reunited in seconds. His fingers had no idea what they were doing, but from Nerine’s melting figure and tongue thrusts he must have been doing something right. The heat emanating from her vagina was intense, and bracing. Her hand guided his with every movement, as if it knew exactly what she wanted.
She broke the kiss away, deeply inhaling twice, then returning for a second dive. His fingers had stopped just teasing her vulva, and now plunged into the walls of her vagina. Thighs trembling from the overwhelming sensation that had taken control of her, she let go of his hand to wrap his head completely, never once stopping to kiss him.
Deeper his fingers plunged, touching nerves that sent her body to spastic thrusts and moans. It was then she realized that the hand that was touching her face had disappeared, reappearing back at her stomach and running its way up her body. Suddenly her chest became lighter.
She was practically off the ground now, her body conforming to his as fingers caressed her walls and grabbed at waist. Her moans couldn’t even be muffled by his lips or tongue, as her cries of pleasure reverberated throughout the house. Not even the uncomfortable position her bra had been put in could stop her, she wanted more of Rin.
She didn’t want to break the hold she had on his head, but her body couldn’t take it anymore. Letting go, her mouth held onto his as long as it could, before that too broke away as she reached between her legs, over his hand and onto his erect shaft that had been tormenting her from behind.
So many things she wanted to do. She wanted to kiss him, she wanted him inside her, she wanted to just throw all of these mundane dishes on the floor and let Rin have his way with her. The still-growing shaft in her hand excited her to no end, her waist becoming numb from pleasure as he continued to bury his fingers into her vagina, her breast and nipple screaming with joy as he squeezed and pinched them. Her chest’s size had always been a burden to her, but now she thanked the gods they gave her such an ample chest, Rin’s hand squeezing them harder and harder.
Noticing that the two of them had moved subconsciously away from the stove, Nerine let her head lay against the counter-top, stroking Rin’s hard penis while at the same time trying to undo his zipper. This was her breaking point, she couldn’t stand it anymore. She’d always dreamed of giving herself to Rin and now that moment was there. Even if her father would reject it, she still wanted him.
“Oh crap!” she yelled in her mind.
She went to spoke, but Rin was too deep into his desire and Nerine had only climbed out a little ways. Soon she began to not care about her father, he could walk in on them for all she cared. Especially now, that Rin had bent over with Nerine and began to bite at her neck, and once again returning to lick her ears.
“Rin…Rin-sama…I…stop…father is…” It was no use, wave after wave of pleasure succeeded in rendering her speechless, his fingers and mouth making it impossible for her to even breathe. She felt her panties begin to slide down her legs, oh gods how she wanted to let them drop to the floor right then and there. But she couldn’t. Not now.
“Rin-sama…please…father…will be home soon…please stop…” she desperately gasped out. She didn’t want to say it, she wanted him then and now. As Rin’s fingers let her pussy rest and cupped her chest, Nerine secretly cursed him for being so respondent to her feelings and at the same time loved him all the more.
Rin just held Nerine, the only audible sound was their deep breaths, heavy panting, and the occasional moan of pleasure from Nerine. How was he supposed to feel then? Should he be upset at Nerine for stopping him? Or should he feel bad that he pushed her this far? He noticed that her entire body trembled, her fingernails digging into the hard marble of the counter. Was she sad? In pain? Or did she want more? Wearily she pushed herself off the counter, tears of happiness glittering in her eyes as she turned her head to Rin and kissed him.
Rin’s fingers still held her body in their hands. Just several caresses of the most sensitive parts of her vagina could flare everything up again. Should he? Nerine had said she wanted to stop because of her father, but deeper her kiss grew and fiercer it became as she pressed her lips hard against his.
It was the ringing of the phone that shocked them, nearly sending the both of them over the counter. Straightening her skirt and panties, Nerine reluctantly walked down the hall to answer it, looking back at Rin every second until he was out of view.
The moment Nerine left her views, all of Rin’s senses kicked in. Self-awareness can become a powerful thing, nearly knocking him to the floor. And his erection was not going away.
“Uh-huh…yes…ok…ok yes I understand…goodbye.”
Moments after Rin heard the click of the phone, he saw Nerine round the corner, a contemplative look on her face.
“Rin-chan…is something wrong?”
Nerine looked at him, then at the dinner she was cooking. She looked down at Rin’s pants, then back at dinner.
“Oh uh…no Rin-sama…nothing’s wrong. It’s just that…” she looked at him lustfully. Slowly she unwrapped the apron and set it on the counter, “That was my father, and…well he…” Nerine turned off the stove. “He’s…going to be late, he stopped by…by…Eustoma’s…”
She was done talking. Her father had inadvertently given her permission to do whatever she wanted. Taking Rin by the hands, she led him to the large table they were planning to have dinner on.
Rin’s heart picked up even faster now. Was Nerine really planning on doing what he thought she was? Then she turned around and pressed her large chest against his. Through clothes and skin, Rin noticed that her heart was beating faster than his.
“Rin-sama…” she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck. They kissed once, gently. When they broke, Nerine whispered into his ear, “Make me a woman…”
They kissed again, much harder than before. On and off their lips touched, quickening between pauses. The table moved as Nerine was pushed against it, her right leg wrapped around his waist. Tongues melded together again, Nerine placing her hands to his cheeks to force his face harder into hers. Their passions collided, as Nerine hopped up on the table and Rin began to bite at her neck again.
Her shirt had become way too stuffy, who’s bright idea was it to wear a long sleeve shirt in this heat? Both Rin and her had the same train of thought, as all four hands came together at her waist and began lifting up her shirt.
The shirt caught on her large breasts that bounced once they got it over them, Rin taking a moment to fondle them and press his face between them.
“Rin-sama!” she yelled out. He looked up from her soft pillows to see that her shirt had become tangled in her arms and face. She grunted, to Rin adorably, as she tried to force it off of her. With his hands still massaging her breasts, he lifted his body up to gently kiss her lips, calming her pathetic grunts. In moments she had forgotten what she was complaining about, as her shirt came off smoothly and she tossed it away. Rin pushed her back onto the table, kissing her entire face and neck. She squirmed under him, gripping his shirt and rubbing her leg against his side. His hands continued to massage her breasts until finally they popped out of their silk-laced bra. Rin marveled at their beautiful form, her pink nipples begging for attention. Her snow white skinned was so soft to the touch, could it possibly taste as it good as it felt? Pushing a breast up towards her face that caused her to moan, he formed a semi-circle of saliva around the outer edges of her breast, and after tasting the sweet sensation of her erected nipple, swallowed it in one gulp.
Once again a shrill of pleasure escaped her lips, even through the finger she gently bit down on her cries of passion rose. She could feel his nose press deeper into her bosom with each second, sucking with greater intensity until it hurt. Nerine could practically count the number of teeth in his mouth with each gentle bite of her erect tit.
From one breast to another, Rin continued to play with her areolas even pushing the two together into one glorious nipple, coming down hard on them and sucking deeply.
Placing her hands on his head, she followed his path down her trembling and wriggling body. A trail of saliva was left running from her breasts down to her stomach, each kiss and swipe of the tongue leaving a few more centimeters. Hands moved from her sides down to her thighs, playing with the smoothest parts of her legs.
When she felt the band around her waist loosen, she protested in an innocent voice, “Rin-sama, please don’t, it’s dirty down there.” But he didn’t listen, tossing her skirt aside like a used napkin, and delicately slipping her panties passed creamy legs. He marveled at the contemptuous beauty of her roughly trimmed pubic line and enamoured the heated smell that coursed from her awaiting lips. Spreading her legs apart, he pushed nose and tongue deep into her body.
It didn’t take long for her thighs to keep open as she wrapped them around his head and neck, screaming out his name in ecstasy. Despite her earlier protests, she used hands and thighs to push him deeper into her salivating pussy. Her back arched upwards, an immense wave of pleasure washing over her. But it wasn’t enough, she wanted more. Slowly she started to rotate her hips, pushing in his face even more.
His tongue became a composer’s baton, orchestrating a symphony of orgasmic cries and thrusts as the sound of her moaning voice calling out his name in immense satisfaction sang the chorus. Her clitoris beckoned to be pleasured and he was more than happy to oblige, performing the same action he had done to her nipple moments ago. Again she was overcome with a wave of trembling fits, causing her back to lift completely off the ground.
Enough of the foreplay they thought. Enough of the rudimentary pleasures, they wanted more. Nerine wasted no time to hoist herself up, her legs wrapped around his waist. While he threw his shirt over his head, she fumbled with the zipper. She placed her head against his beating chest, the zipper was more trouble that what it was, but she wanted to savor every minute of this feeling. Finally the pants dropped, his belongings clattering as they hit the floor. As he bent down to slip off the boxer shorts, she too marveled at his swollen penis, ready to burst just for her.
Rin pushed her down onto the tabletop. With her arms stretched over her head, her heavy breathing causing her chest to rise higher and fall deeper, her legs ever-so-slightly spread apart, she wanted him then and now.
“I’m ready…Rin-sama…” she whispered to him in a sultry and lucrative voice. Rin laid on top of her the best he could as he slipped one hand between them to adjust his trajectory. With patient arms she held him close to her, wanting him to feel her beating heart.
The first thrust was more painful than Nerine had hoped it would be, gripping onto the skin of his back. It felt good, it felt better than anything she could have hoped, but the pain was there as well. The second thrust happened, and her eyes shot out. She bit down on his neck to keep from yelling.
“Nerine…” he gasped out, “Do you want me to stop?”
She grunted a no, shaking her head at the same time. Kissing her ears and neck to ease the pain, he slowly thrust another time into her hips.
The pain was beginning to subdue, and she was beginning to enjoy it a lot more. Her low gasps on pain became second-to-none to her moans of this newfound pleasure. A fourth thrust, and a fifth. Slowly the pain began to fade away, and now, more than ever, ecstasy overcame her.
She had lost track at the tenth or eleventh stroke, the pain all but a memory now. Her body stretched, and although uncomfortable at times, there were feelings she felt she had never felt before. Slowly her hips moved in rhythm to his, thrusting forward when his did. Tighter she hugged him, whispering his name loudly with each new sensation he gave to her.
Rin couldn’t believe how good this felt. The walls of her vagina wrapped around his erect shaft tightly, practically sucking on it. Her insides were so hot, and so moist, and the sound of her voice only drove him further into insanity. He couldn’t control his hands as they traveled across her entire landscape, grabbing at her butt and hips, squeezing her enormous chest, wrapping around her back as he too brought her closer to him.
Nerine grabbed his head, twisting it towards him and shoving her tongue down his throat. How much time had passed neither of them knew. They’re bucking hips was the only measurement of time, quickening by the second. Tongues, lips, and genitals collided together in one orgasmic sweep, until Nerine pulled back on his hair as a look of sorrow came over her.
“Rin-sama…you can’t…not inside me…” It pained her to say this, she wanted nothing more than to keep going.
Even as she said this, neither of them slowed down. Nerine had actually taken to using the edge of the table to gain leverage on him, pushing further and further against him.
“I’ll…I’ll use something…something…” she threw her head back, biting the bottom of her lip. Rin wrapped her in his arms, biting down on her neck. “Oh god…Rin-sama…it feels so good…but I can’t, not now.”
Rin let her know that her words didn’t go unheeded, “Then...what will…we do?”
She pushed back, finally gaining the courage to stop this. She smiled at him, her face brighter than the sun, “You can use these Rin-sama…” she said seductively, cupping her chests and pulling them apart.
Sweat dripped down their faces, as Rin’s eyes darted from her beautiful chest to her gorgeous face, “But…how will you…I mean…I want you, to be happy too, Nerine.”
Her lips met his, wrapping her arms around his neck, “You’ve already made me happy twice Rin-sama…”
This caused Rin to blush, her auburn eyes staring into his. How could he deny such a face? He laid her down on the floor as she squeezed her breasts and pushed them together. Her nipples poked through the cracks of her fingers he noted, as he cradled her sides with his knees. Even though she wanted greatly to do this, her face still shone of embarrassment as his penis touched every part of her breast. Inching closer to her, he placed his hands over hers and stuck his hard shaft right between them.
Nerine was pleased that Rin was being pleasured, and the feeling she felt was superb as well. His hot rod touched all the sensitive parts of her chest, the head of his penis poking in and out of her pillowy breasts.
Her breasts weren’t nearly as moist as her vagina or radiated the same heat, but the soft material that surrounded his cock was indescribable. Quickening the pace of his thrusting, he leaned to one side and back to the other, alternating with each stroke.
Nerine had once again been reduced to spastic gasps and moans, the heat from his penis traveling across her chest and down into her vagina. With his hands, she squeezed harder on her breasts, which caused Rin to grunt in acceptance. Every thrust forward caused her to inhale deeply, every retraction let it all out in a fast moan. The pressure and heat began to build up in her entire body, toes clawing at the floor, fingers of all hands squeezing her excited nipples, and the swollen head that would press itself deep into one breast until it popped out, only to hide again and repeat its actions.
Alternating thrusts from quick and shallow, to slow and deep, Rin could feel his nerves at the base of his penis yelling in delight, the hot fluid running through his body ready to burst. In a gasping voice he called out to her, and Nerine squeezed herself even tighter. They both became an array of wild grunts, moans, and movements, Nerine pushing her breasts harder against his burning penis and Rin flailing himself all over her increasingly diminishing cleavage.
And in one long, outdrawn spoke, Rin groaned, stopping at the peak of his thrust. Nerine too, let out high-pitched moan, arching her back the same way when he was inside her. She felt the hot, sticky fluid cover her breasts and neck, spewing all the way up to her chin and cheekbone. It felt so good, his steaming semen all over her body. For several moments after their climatic they held that position, her back reaching for the heavens, and his penis reaching for her face. Finally, Rin shuffled back, before falling into Nerine’s open arms as they embraced for a deep kiss. They rubbed their genitals against each other, savoring the heat and sensitivity between the two forces. No tongues, no thrusting, just one long, passionate kiss between two lovers.
* * *
How long had they been holding each other on the couch? They didn’t know, nor did they care. They had completely forgotten about the outside world, the only thing they knew at that moment was each other. Naked, smelling slightly, their bare flesh touching the other in a completely different light than before, they rested in each other’s arms.
Nerine pushed her nose into Rin’s chest, smiling, “Rin-sama? Are you awake?”
Rin was awake, looking up at the ceiling in quiet contemplation, “Yeah I’m awake, I was just enjoying the silence.”
Nerine giggled, “It was too quiet, I just wanted to hear your voice.”
They tightened their grip on each other; Nerine lifting her face so she could met his. Rin smiled back at her, pushing the blue hair past her delicate ears, “All you had to do was ask.”
They kissed, then Nerine placed her cheek on his. He kissed her ear, causing her to blush. Silence overcame them again, Nerine rubbing her cheek affectionately against her, Rin’s hands moving slowly away from her back.
Nerine gasped in surprise, looking down at the hand that had been meticulously placed on her large breast. Head tilted down, she raised her eyes to meet Rin’s as a deep red covered her face, “Rin-sama…are you being naughty?”
Rin blushed and tried to avert his eyes away from hers. He couldn’t help it, her soft breasts were calling to him, he had to touch them one more time, “I’m sorry Rin-chan, it was…unavoidable.”
She giggled again, burying her head into his chest again, “It’s ok, I love your touch.”
Upon hearing this, he thought it all right if he shifted his attention further south. Placing his hand on the side of her chest again he gently touched her sides, causing her to tremble with his touch. He caressed the soft cheeks of her buttocks, and wrapped around her thigh locking it in his grip.
“Rin-sama…” she whispered seductively. His touch had brought about her desires once again, as she gripped the skin of his back and kissed his neck.
The following circumstances also brought about change in Rin’s body, “Oh…it looks like I’m ready to go again.”
A hand was placed on his cheek and her cheek on the other one. She whispered her name again, in such a tone suggesting that she was ready. Her lips brushed against his face until it met his, and they returned to their blind passion. Their arms wrapped each other up tighter, as Nerine’s leg also wrapped around his waist. She felt his growing penis touch her body again, and this time she wanted it all. Slipping a hand between them, she adjusted it inside her, letting loose a gasp of pleasure. Pressing their hips against each other, they felt their hot bodies intertwine once again.
“Rin-chan! Rin-dono!”
Their bodies hit the floor hard. However, there was no time for recovery as they bolted to the kitchen, praying to whatever god or devil was watching them that they would be clothed by the time he came in.
“I’m back from Shin-chan’s! I’m sorry I was late, I hope you saved some for me!”
“Nerine I can’t find my boxers!” Rin whispered.
“I can’t find my panties!”
“Boy what an exciting day! Let me just put my coat in the closet and I’ll be in in a minute! These summer nights sure can be chilly! I would hate to walk in on you two doing something embarrassing!”
Tears swelled up in Nerine’s eyes, why did her father love to torment her so?
“La de da! Boy am I hungry, did Rin-chan make you a good dinner Rin-dono?!”
Rin tripped over his pants, continuing to put them on even while on the floor, “Uh…yes sir, she did!”
“Good good! My Rin-chan just needs to work harder on some things than others, it’s a natural part of life! Okay I’m coming in now!”
Forbesii poked his head in, a big smile on his face. Rin and Nerine sat next to each other on the couch, the television light illuminating the room. He called their names again, holding up a melon in a fishnet sack, “Shin-chan and Sia-chan gave us a melon to eat, do you two have enough room for it?”
Without looking at him, the two immediately but politely rejected. Nerine had her hands pressed down hard on her skirt becoming incredibly self-conscious of her current state. But no matter how hard she pushed down or how much she wished it weren’t, there was little hiding her panty-less state. Rin’s eye twitched, his face contorted in extreme discomfort. From the top of his pants a thin pink line shone through. Quickly, he hid it from view.
Forbesii placed a hand on the couch and leaned over to see their forced smiles, “Rin-dono, are you going to be staying any longer? There’s plenty of melon here for us.”
“Thanks for the offer Forbesii-sama, but I really should get going,” Rin said hurriedly, hoping he wouldn’t pressure him.
“Don’t be silly! The night is still young and…”
“Father, if Rin-sama wants to go he should be allowed to.” Nerine said, also in a hurry. Forbesii waved his hands in front of his face, smiling nervously.
“Of course of course. Rin-dono, you are always welcome in this house!”
Rin wanted nothing more to get out of there and into something more comfortable, “Th-Thank you sir!”
With that, he walked quickly out the door, saying a goodbye to the both of them and walking cross-legged the rest of the way to his house. Praying that Kaede didn’t have any reason to talk to him.
* * *
“Rin-sama!” Nerine called to him as he emerged from his house. The early morning sun was a warm gift for such a beautiful day, and the two had planned to spend it entirely together.
Trotting up to him and satisfied that no one was watching, she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, and wrapped his arm in a deathlock grip.
“Are you ready Rin-chan?” He asked her, smiling at her glowing face.
She nodded, and the two of them began to walk off together. Until…
“Rin-chan, what’s that under your arm?” He asked, noticing the small brown package tucked neatly away.
“Oh yeah. My father wanted to give this to you, a present of sorts it seems.”
Rin took it and examined it. It was soft, and tied to the package was a note. Without hesitation he opened it. Without a moments thought his eyes widened in shock.
“Dear Rin-dono, Thank you for taking care of my Rin-chan last night! She positively gleamed after you left! But a word of advice, try not to leave your boxers out next time, I won’t be able to resist tormenting my daughter if it happens again.”
Next to his writing, a little crudely drawn chibi-demon. Underneath, a P.S., saying…
“Sage-chan and I are expecting lots of grandkids!”
The vacant look on Nerine’s face concluded that she had no idea what was in the package or note. It was for the best that he didn’t tell her, the resulting explosion could rip the world apart at the seams. Even through her protests he kept his mouth shut, ignoring the soft hands gripping his arm and the squishy chest pressing into his side.
Meanwhile…
Sorting through her laundry, Kaede finds something odd. Holding up a pair of small, pink panties, she places them against her waist, before finally asking…
“Are these mine?”
END
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